You had made a grave mistake, attempting to tease him by engaging in conversation with other guys. You knew well that Satoru was a protective man, he was sweet and soft, not necessarily possessive, but he couldn't handle it when you flirted with others.
"Do you enjoy male attention, huh?" he questioned, his anger and jealousy evident as he pinned you down on the table, your stomach pressed against the cold wood as he thrusted into you, grasping your hair from behind.